Don't get me wrong, I love being pregnant and knowing I have a little baby inside of me...but I'm beginning to think 9 months is just TOO LONG! My clothes aren't fitting, I'm totally waddling, I'm hot, my stomach is always questionable due to the iron I have to take, I have more fat on my body than a walrus, and I cannot sleep comfortably to save my life. (I could continue to add to the list, but I think you get the idea.) That being said, I'd do it all over again, and again, and again (if we could afford 4 kids, which we can't!) I just think I'd be happier if I were still working. Shocker, I know. But it actually kept me on a schedule, gave me something to do, and allowed me to wear work clothes. Now that work is done, my sleep schedule is ridiculous, I have very few "play clothes" to wear, and I mainly waddle through the house all day wondering what I can do to fill my time! (I have plenty to do to fill my time, but no desire to do any of it.) I feel like I'm just sitting around waiting for Isla to be born...and man does time go SLOW when you do that.
Only 39 more days...
7 years ago
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HANG IN THERE! You are almost done and believe me as soon as she is out you will forget about that entire list... well maybe not immediatly but with time you will barely remember all the things about bring pregnant that suck! I can't wait to meet Isla... only a few more weeks!
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